Aloha minna-san! Here's chapter three. Keep the reviews coming!

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Anlyn couldn't help but smile at what Zaileth had said earlier. She was truly a completely fearless woman. Anlyn went in to check on Faramir after she finished sweeping the hall. She found him sitting up in bed talking with Boromir.

"...she demanded an apology!" Boromir said with a smile.

"Did she now?" Faramir said raising an eyebrow. She swept the floor without saying anything while she listened to their conversation. She listened to the occasional laugh. It was nice to hear them talk together. Faramir wasn't seriously wounded but he was in danger of an infection. Zaileth called for her.

"Anlyn..." Anlyn plodded from the room and saw Zaileth looking defeated and ashamed. She wrung her hands nervously. "You won't tell anyone will you?"

"What are you talking about?" Anlyn said puzzled.

"I showed weakness to you. Now you are my better. Please don't tell." Zaileth pleaded. Her eyes refused to make contact with Anlyn's. The woman who was so bold to force an apology from the Captain of Gondor was now gone a meek little girl had taken her place.

"I am still confused." Anlyn said sitting beside Zaileth.

"I lost my stomach in front of you. I showed that I was weak. It was humiliating not to mention disgusting..." Zaileth said distantly.

"Where did you get that from?" Anlyn inquired looking concerned.

"T'is the custom where I come from." Zaileth said quietly. She began to wring her hands nervously. It had become a nervous habit over the years. A faint growl from her stomach made her uncomfortable.

"You must be starving. You haven't eaten since you came." Anlyn said quickly changing the subject.

"I'm not hungry." Zaileth heard her stomach protest loudly ten she blushed deeply well as deeply as her dark skin allowed. "I am very hungry."

"I will get you something light. Your stomach might not be ready." Zalieth sighed in defeat and nodded. These people were so stubborn. Zaileth looked at the stone walls.

"I don't belong here." She thought stuffing her face in the pillow. She felt like steel in a glass city. She felt coldhearted to people who were willing to take her in; she felt ungrateful. She wanted to repay them. Anlyn, and Boromir saved her life she had to make it up to them.

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Aloha RR ppl! I'm sorry for the short chappie. I'll update soon!